Qian Zhong had not intended to avoid Xuanyuan Buqi. Otherwise, she would never have shown herself at this moment. She simply did not want others to notice her.
But Feng Jun was somewhat displeased. "Senior Buqi, this is my manor. Your Divine Thought..."
Xuanyuan Buqi naturally knew that casually sending one's Divine Thought into someone else's manor was discourteous. But so-called "discourtesy" only mattered when the parties had roughly equal status. If the gap was too great, etiquette simply did not exist.
Would a person observe etiquette with ants? Of course not.
At Xuanyuan Buqi's cultivation level, there truly were not many people worth observing etiquette for, so he had ignored Feng Jun, the manor's owner.
Only after the other party said this did he realize the issue. He smiled. "My apologies, little friend. It was not intentional... In the Lower Realm, I rarely have to consider such matters."
"It is good that you understand, Senior," Feng Jun replied. He did not have the ability to press the matter and could only say, "This place is different from ordinary Lower Realms. There are many cultivators from the Upper Realm here. People often see that I am weak and try to take advantage of me, so I have to establish rules."
His words were soft but firm: Do not think that, just because you are a True Lord of the Xuanyuan Clan, you can do whatever you please. There were disciples of every major power here.
"Huh, you actually have a Space Gate here?" Xuanyuan Buqi's reaction was quite erratic. Perhaps once one reached the True Lord realm, people became accustomed to not concealing themselves. "May I go in and take a look?"
"If you only wish to take a look, that is no issue." Feng Jun nodded slightly. "Fellow Daoist